Exmo Thinkin'
Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2007 3:43 am
My pappy said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you don't get away from that exmo thinkin'
Have you heard the story 'bout Scratch and Fort
dismissing the Church with a huff and a snort
I hate to say that the story's true
Now I'm gonna tell it to you
There's Dude and Coffee and Harmony
There's a lot of furrowed brows and jerking knees
There's can't and cliches, they use them all
Its stock in trade, I'll make the call
With libs and lefties and New Age folks
You can ride a white swan to the cosmic yolk
They've got Dialog, but I don't care
The Church is true, and FAIR's there
We met on the message board late one night
The Rootbeer was flowing and Iinks was high
They were talkin' trash 'bout BKP
The slander was flowing, wild and free
All of a sudden in the wink of an eye
Coggins7 appeared on high
And Gaz and bc, Plutarch too
Cleaning out the cages in this virtual zoo
Now they told me that GBH was a dope
And that the Mormon Church was beyond all hope
For the strength of youth was hoary tripe
They frothed and foamed in overdrive
Wound up their rhetoric to real warp speed
Some were watchin' the 'O', some were smokin' weed
There was global warming and Gay amour
That's all there is and there ain't no more
Now my daddy told me I'd lost my mind
Casting pearls before this herd of swine
He said, "slow down, I see the end!"
Your brain will pop and your mind will bend
Laid into Scratch, he tumbled down
Crossed my fingers and went to town
My Book of Mormon was was at my side
And Guy and Fort jumped on for the ride
Smoke was coming from Vegas' ears
And Dude smoked more weed than he had in years
I knew I had them, I knew I could win
Don't you know right then Jersey Girl walked in
She had flames coming from out of her mouth
I felt the rage, Man! how do I get out?
I said, "look here Jersey, I'm a man of God
And the flames died down and she started to plod
Then all of a sudden Harmony came knockin'
With her Temple recommend she started rockin'
while in my mind, a red flag was wavin'
Then I knew this girl was just manipulatin'
Then my hard drive crashed and my motherboard failed
I called my daddy and he cried and railed
And he said " Son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't get away from that exmo thinkin'
Words and lyrics by Mr. Scratch and the Itchy Brothers.
If you don't get away from that exmo thinkin'
Have you heard the story 'bout Scratch and Fort
dismissing the Church with a huff and a snort
I hate to say that the story's true
Now I'm gonna tell it to you
There's Dude and Coffee and Harmony
There's a lot of furrowed brows and jerking knees
There's can't and cliches, they use them all
Its stock in trade, I'll make the call
With libs and lefties and New Age folks
You can ride a white swan to the cosmic yolk
They've got Dialog, but I don't care
The Church is true, and FAIR's there
We met on the message board late one night
The Rootbeer was flowing and Iinks was high
They were talkin' trash 'bout BKP
The slander was flowing, wild and free
All of a sudden in the wink of an eye
Coggins7 appeared on high
And Gaz and bc, Plutarch too
Cleaning out the cages in this virtual zoo
Now they told me that GBH was a dope
And that the Mormon Church was beyond all hope
For the strength of youth was hoary tripe
They frothed and foamed in overdrive
Wound up their rhetoric to real warp speed
Some were watchin' the 'O', some were smokin' weed
There was global warming and Gay amour
That's all there is and there ain't no more
Now my daddy told me I'd lost my mind
Casting pearls before this herd of swine
He said, "slow down, I see the end!"
Your brain will pop and your mind will bend
Laid into Scratch, he tumbled down
Crossed my fingers and went to town
My Book of Mormon was was at my side
And Guy and Fort jumped on for the ride
Smoke was coming from Vegas' ears
And Dude smoked more weed than he had in years
I knew I had them, I knew I could win
Don't you know right then Jersey Girl walked in
She had flames coming from out of her mouth
I felt the rage, Man! how do I get out?
I said, "look here Jersey, I'm a man of God
And the flames died down and she started to plod
Then all of a sudden Harmony came knockin'
With her Temple recommend she started rockin'
while in my mind, a red flag was wavin'
Then I knew this girl was just manipulatin'
Then my hard drive crashed and my motherboard failed
I called my daddy and he cried and railed
And he said " Son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't get away from that exmo thinkin'
Words and lyrics by Mr. Scratch and the Itchy Brothers.